W. Shakespeare read by Alan Rickman все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- ..And yet by heaven I think my love as rare, as any she belied with false compare.
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun,
Coral is far more red, than her lips red,
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun:
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head:
I have seen roses damasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks,
And in some perfumes is there more delight,
Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
- Sonnet 130 - My mistress eyes are nothing like the sun
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;
Coral is far more red, than her lips red;
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;
If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seen roses demasked, red and white,
But no such roses see I in her cheeks,
And in some perfumes is there more delight